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ajremixThere was a time, long ago, when I had Anji, Chip and (somehow) Axl living in my head. They're still there, just background noise. But whenever I visit them.... oh boy.
Title: Compromises
Series: Guilty Gear
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1188
Character: Chip, Anji and briefly Axl
Summary: It all started with talk of nipple rings….
It was starting to annoy him. He’d look at him, then look away. Then look back, then look away. He’d been doing that for near half an hour now. Look at him for a minute. Look away for a minute. Look. Look away. Look. Look away. Loo-
Finally, Chip decided that he had enough of this childish game- which was a twisted description coming from a guy like him. He spun in his seat until he face Anji- who was currently in his ‘look away’ stage, hands clamped tightly against his thighs as he waited impatiently for the Japanese man to look back at him.
Needless to say, Anji was caught off guard at actually having Chip looking at /him/.
“A-Ano….” He brought his sleeves up to try and cover the embarrassed blush on his face. “Can I help you?”
“I don’t know,” the ninja nearly growled back, “you’re the one that looks like you have something to say to /me/.”
“It’s nothing.” He fiddled with the long sleeves and Chip’s agitation nearly melted until he stubbornly reminded himself that he was annoyed and Anji was /not/ going to cutesy his way out of this one. “Just thinking.”
“About?” Chip prompted. It seemed, for a moment, that he’d get no reply back.
Then, Anji asked him rather surprisingly, “Ne, Chip-kun. Have you ever thought about getting your nipples pierced?”
The directness of the question floored him, nearly literally. “Ha?”
“Well?”
This time, the platinum haired man blushed brightly. “Nipple piercing? What on earth are you talking about!?”
The younger man looked away coyly. “I dunno, I just thought you’d look good with one.”
“I….I…” He was speechless, hand unconsciously going to his chest.
Trying to push his case, Anji bit his lip, giving Chip his best, seductively innocent puppy eyes. “It would be fun, too. If you think about.” Very slightly, he licked his lips, giving him an encouraging smile.
Damn that look…. Chip thought, so very many naughty things running through his mind. A nipple piercing… he thought to himself. He really didn’t like those sorts of things. I mean, sure they look good on some people, but…. it would hurt if it snagged onto his mesh shirt. And it would make him too sensitive against leather- which would be especially distracting when he was trying to sneak around. Even doubly so since anything he deemed ‘sexy’ or ‘erotic’ he automatically associated with Anji. And because Anji wanted a nipple ring to play with, that would mean just about any sort of rubbing on it would remind him of Anji and that would make it /extremely/ difficult for him to focus.
But then again…. It /would/ give Anji something to play with….
Assertively, he shook his head clear of the thoughts. “No!” He decided harshly. “I’m not getting one!”
Anji’s face fell. What? His cute-sexy puppy eyes didn’t work? Curses! Okay, different tactic. “Chip-kun~.” He went over to where the older man sat and knelt demurely at his feet, hands folded delicately on the shinobi’s knees. “Why not? Don’t you think it would be fun?” Shyly, a hand danced lightly up Chip’s thigh, brushing passed his waist and up his chest. “Something just for the two of us. Something to touch,” a finger circled around the area of Chip’s chest, “something to tease,” he applied just the slightest amount of pressure and the other man arched into it so subtly. Anji smiled evilly to himself- he was such the consummated actor –it was time to pull out his trump card. “Something for me to kiss.” He said so softly, raising himself up just enough to offer his lips, just enough pleading in his expression to drive Chip wild- like only he would know how as the older man pulled him into a kiss he could never refuse.
He could feel Chip’s brain short circuit under his lips, knowing that he was winning. Yatta! He squealed in his head. I get to play with a nipple ring~!
Pulling back, eyes in a daze, Chip murmured nearly incoherently, “I’ll think about it” and left on weak legs. From where he still sat on the floor, Anji allowed himself a brief character break to celebrate his victory. He so totally had the ninja whipped.
~*~*~*~
Not long after, Chip finally got his wits back together enough to tell Anji his decision. “All right,” he said, trying to ignore the coy way Anji was eyeing him. Or rather, his chest. “I’ll get the piercing. Only on one condition, though.”
“Yes?”
With a very serious look, Chip said, “You have to get a tattoo of my choosing.”
That threw the Japanese man off completely. “A…. A tattoo….”
“Yes.”
Well…. That just totally blew his mind. A tattoo? Anji bit his lip. He wasn’t quite sure he liked them. Sure, some tattoos were cool, but getting one on himself?
“Ano….” Anji looked away. Very much needed body piercing and permanent body discoloration? Or neither? “Let me think about it.”
It wasn’t long, however, before Anji decided that he could live with a tattoo. Just so long as he got that piercing. Chip was beginning to wonder just how obsessive Anji was getting about it….
~*~*~*~
Both Chip and Anji had left some time go, most likely to get their respective mutilations done. It really didn’t matter either way to Axl. It wasn’t his body and he didn’t care so long as he got his religious time to himself. Plopping down on the couch, he settled in comfortably for some quality TV time.
Surprised at the sudden slamming of the door, Axl twisted around in his position on the couch, watching as both Anji and Chip stormed in. “Yo.” He said casually. “Trouble in paradise?” Looks like he’d be playing mediator again, tonight.
Anji folded his arms over his chest. “You know how I wanted Chip to have his nipples pierced, right?”
“Oh, like I can forget all the weird looks we got when you took me shopping to look for ‘the perfect nipple ring’ with you.”
Jaw dropped, Chip turned and glared at Anji with all his might.
“That’s not the point!” The brunette said, trying to get them back on track. “The point is, he agreed so long as I got a tattoo of his choosing.”
Axl scratched his cheek, not too sure about where this was going. “Okay, and?”
“Well, at first I was a bit hesitant so I did some research. I found a couple of really cool designs and I thought, ‘It won’t be so bad. I mean, he’ll probably want something small, like a butterfly or a rose. Or maybe wings down my back.’ Hell, even his name in a heart or something!”
Chip threw his hands in the air. “My name’s in there!”
Ignoring the outburst, Anji jabbed a finger at the older man. “He wanted me to get ‘Property of Chip Zanuff’ tattooed on my ass!”
“Hey, be glad I changed my mind about getting it on the front, too!”
Axl just sank into the couch, praying that the cushion was enough to muffle his laughter.
Title: Compromises
Series: Guilty Gear
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1188
Character: Chip, Anji and briefly Axl
Summary: It all started with talk of nipple rings….
It was starting to annoy him. He’d look at him, then look away. Then look back, then look away. He’d been doing that for near half an hour now. Look at him for a minute. Look away for a minute. Look. Look away. Look. Look away. Loo-
Finally, Chip decided that he had enough of this childish game- which was a twisted description coming from a guy like him. He spun in his seat until he face Anji- who was currently in his ‘look away’ stage, hands clamped tightly against his thighs as he waited impatiently for the Japanese man to look back at him.
Needless to say, Anji was caught off guard at actually having Chip looking at /him/.
“A-Ano….” He brought his sleeves up to try and cover the embarrassed blush on his face. “Can I help you?”
“I don’t know,” the ninja nearly growled back, “you’re the one that looks like you have something to say to /me/.”
“It’s nothing.” He fiddled with the long sleeves and Chip’s agitation nearly melted until he stubbornly reminded himself that he was annoyed and Anji was /not/ going to cutesy his way out of this one. “Just thinking.”
“About?” Chip prompted. It seemed, for a moment, that he’d get no reply back.
Then, Anji asked him rather surprisingly, “Ne, Chip-kun. Have you ever thought about getting your nipples pierced?”
The directness of the question floored him, nearly literally. “Ha?”
“Well?”
This time, the platinum haired man blushed brightly. “Nipple piercing? What on earth are you talking about!?”
The younger man looked away coyly. “I dunno, I just thought you’d look good with one.”
“I….I…” He was speechless, hand unconsciously going to his chest.
Trying to push his case, Anji bit his lip, giving Chip his best, seductively innocent puppy eyes. “It would be fun, too. If you think about.” Very slightly, he licked his lips, giving him an encouraging smile.
Damn that look…. Chip thought, so very many naughty things running through his mind. A nipple piercing… he thought to himself. He really didn’t like those sorts of things. I mean, sure they look good on some people, but…. it would hurt if it snagged onto his mesh shirt. And it would make him too sensitive against leather- which would be especially distracting when he was trying to sneak around. Even doubly so since anything he deemed ‘sexy’ or ‘erotic’ he automatically associated with Anji. And because Anji wanted a nipple ring to play with, that would mean just about any sort of rubbing on it would remind him of Anji and that would make it /extremely/ difficult for him to focus.
But then again…. It /would/ give Anji something to play with….
Assertively, he shook his head clear of the thoughts. “No!” He decided harshly. “I’m not getting one!”
Anji’s face fell. What? His cute-sexy puppy eyes didn’t work? Curses! Okay, different tactic. “Chip-kun~.” He went over to where the older man sat and knelt demurely at his feet, hands folded delicately on the shinobi’s knees. “Why not? Don’t you think it would be fun?” Shyly, a hand danced lightly up Chip’s thigh, brushing passed his waist and up his chest. “Something just for the two of us. Something to touch,” a finger circled around the area of Chip’s chest, “something to tease,” he applied just the slightest amount of pressure and the other man arched into it so subtly. Anji smiled evilly to himself- he was such the consummated actor –it was time to pull out his trump card. “Something for me to kiss.” He said so softly, raising himself up just enough to offer his lips, just enough pleading in his expression to drive Chip wild- like only he would know how as the older man pulled him into a kiss he could never refuse.
He could feel Chip’s brain short circuit under his lips, knowing that he was winning. Yatta! He squealed in his head. I get to play with a nipple ring~!
Pulling back, eyes in a daze, Chip murmured nearly incoherently, “I’ll think about it” and left on weak legs. From where he still sat on the floor, Anji allowed himself a brief character break to celebrate his victory. He so totally had the ninja whipped.
~*~*~*~
Not long after, Chip finally got his wits back together enough to tell Anji his decision. “All right,” he said, trying to ignore the coy way Anji was eyeing him. Or rather, his chest. “I’ll get the piercing. Only on one condition, though.”
“Yes?”
With a very serious look, Chip said, “You have to get a tattoo of my choosing.”
That threw the Japanese man off completely. “A…. A tattoo….”
“Yes.”
Well…. That just totally blew his mind. A tattoo? Anji bit his lip. He wasn’t quite sure he liked them. Sure, some tattoos were cool, but getting one on himself?
“Ano….” Anji looked away. Very much needed body piercing and permanent body discoloration? Or neither? “Let me think about it.”
It wasn’t long, however, before Anji decided that he could live with a tattoo. Just so long as he got that piercing. Chip was beginning to wonder just how obsessive Anji was getting about it….
~*~*~*~
Both Chip and Anji had left some time go, most likely to get their respective mutilations done. It really didn’t matter either way to Axl. It wasn’t his body and he didn’t care so long as he got his religious time to himself. Plopping down on the couch, he settled in comfortably for some quality TV time.
Surprised at the sudden slamming of the door, Axl twisted around in his position on the couch, watching as both Anji and Chip stormed in. “Yo.” He said casually. “Trouble in paradise?” Looks like he’d be playing mediator again, tonight.
Anji folded his arms over his chest. “You know how I wanted Chip to have his nipples pierced, right?”
“Oh, like I can forget all the weird looks we got when you took me shopping to look for ‘the perfect nipple ring’ with you.”
Jaw dropped, Chip turned and glared at Anji with all his might.
“That’s not the point!” The brunette said, trying to get them back on track. “The point is, he agreed so long as I got a tattoo of his choosing.”
Axl scratched his cheek, not too sure about where this was going. “Okay, and?”
“Well, at first I was a bit hesitant so I did some research. I found a couple of really cool designs and I thought, ‘It won’t be so bad. I mean, he’ll probably want something small, like a butterfly or a rose. Or maybe wings down my back.’ Hell, even his name in a heart or something!”
Chip threw his hands in the air. “My name’s in there!”
Ignoring the outburst, Anji jabbed a finger at the older man. “He wanted me to get ‘Property of Chip Zanuff’ tattooed on my ass!”
“Hey, be glad I changed my mind about getting it on the front, too!”
Axl just sank into the couch, praying that the cushion was enough to muffle his laughter.
